Arrival

The palace in the sky above the Demon Spirit Land gradually became real as the Flower Concubine appeared. It was as if it had moved from Wang Lin's cave.

As soon as the Flower Concubine walked out, the palace, which seemed to have existed for real, began to shrink. In the blink of an eye, it was the size of a palm. As the fragrance of flowers filled the air, it landed in the Flower Concubine's hand, becoming an exquisite miniature.

She closed her hands, and the image disappeared into her body.

The Flower Concubine lifted her delicate head, which could cause one's heart to palpitate, and calmly looked at Ancient Demon Ta Jia. A melancholy and heartache flashed across her pretty eyes. Although they had parted countless years ago, they were so close, yet so far apart. It was only today that they could meet again. This time, however, it was like the moon in the water, a flower in the mirror. What she saw was not the soul from back then…